Those delusions and fallacies have been shattered. He wanted to be the sun of the whole world, yet He fell from the sky.
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do not inspect my favourite characters too closely, i swear it will tell you nothing about me. i pinky promise
𝐅𝐲𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐢𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥
Bill Cipher, “the Book of Bill”:
"... I don't need anyone, I NEVER HAVE, and I DON'T MISS ANY OF THEM! I'M FINE!".
Fyodor Dostoevsky, “Character card letter”:
“I'm always alone. And this is fine by me. Has been, and always will be”.
Yes, they're both “fine”. Only Bill screams into the void, and Fyodor becomes one.
So what do we have here? Two infinity-old almost-immortal demons, who destroy themselves just to prove they can be alone forever.
Spoiler alert: they can't. And they despise the vulnerability that's still left inside of them.
Well, at least Bill's in therapy. But he is also at the point of breaking. Fyodor is still holding on, I guess? But barely.
Drawing him so he comes back next chapter (he's had over a hundred days to mourn over a hand)
The Trailblazer is so so silly! I wonder what hijinks they'll get up to next!
The Trailblazer is a catalyst of destruction, every part of them screams out in pain as their body stabilizes the stellaron inside them yet they will never feel a moment of calm. 'course, they lie to March and Dan Heng so that they aren't concerned but Welt knows. he knows Trailblazer's pain.
they will continuously poison the worlds they go to through the fact that they truly are destruction incarnate, though they may hold the capability of all paths, they will always be destructive. they truly are alone in their pain, for no one could have predicted it.
they are faced with The Stellaron Hunters and have to wonder what their connection is to them because no information is in their brain, they were like a small, pitiful baby at the start of HSR but now hold three (3) paths. they recognize Blade, Kafka, and Silver Wolf but just barely, they are shadows of a haunted past in their mind.
The Trailblazer will suffer like this over and over until eventually their body gives out and they die, releasing the Stellaron which holds 7 paths inside it. technically, the stellaron in them is the only thing protecting them from becoming a lifeless husk, as they were a constructed body before modeled after someone the Hunters used to know.
they use humor as a coping mechanism because every day they get closer to their death date and then, when it happens, all around them will suffer. they cannot allow themself to get closer to others because what would happen? could they be infected and harmed, too? so many questions whirl around the trailblazer's brain, and even then, there's so little time and answers.
they are destined to die. with each day, the strands of life in their body break and strain. truly, their body is the form of one of the enigmata for it was a shell, forged together with new life.
The Trailblazer can't escape their fate. they do not want to hurt anyone else. they are sorry for the pain they have and will cause.
I love the Trailblazer!!! so silly!!!
If you ever feel embarrassed, just remember that Dr. Veritas Ratio, a man with 8 doctorates and known for his no-nonsense attitude, unintentionally announced his situationship on intergalactic television.
ok so maybe, as a gifted kid w gifted kid trauma, i may throw my hat in the ring on ratios relationship w the genius society.
I don't think he wants to be a part of the society because hes such an open critic of them and some of their practices. However, I do think that there is a little bit of bitterness there. But not for the reasons that you'd think.
i want you all to consider for his perspective on this: You've spent your entire life striving for perfection in your field. Day and night, year after year, you work and work and work towards a goal that you believe is a good, selfless cause. And people have likely told you that you're simply too altruistic, that its not worth it and that your talents and skills are best put to work in areas that would instead tear the world apart. It hurts your heart to think that, being raised to be a kind and diligent person, the world feels your kindness is beneath you.
You've spent your life dedicated to knowledge in the pursuit of a greater tomorrow, not just for knowledge's sake. And a part of you hopes that maybe THEY will turn THEIR eye towards you, and recognize that someone so good and hardworking is worthy of recognition - that humanity and simply caring enough to go above and beyond, something so intrinsic to your identity - is worthy of all the praise lavished upon them over the years. That maybe when THEY see your hard work, everyone will recognize the truth and that things will finally be better. Maybe the universe will say "you have done enough, you have helped all you can, rest easy."
But that never happens. And if no one else will do the work, then you will.
How would you feel?
aventurine complete headcanons
divider by @/cafekitsune
contains general headcanons, relationship headcanons, and nsfw headcanons. apologies for any grammatical or spelling errors, have been fighting a migraine for like the last three days.
reader uses gender neutral pronouns, however they are a male reader due to aventurine's in-game writing
general headcanons
cis gay guy that takes low dose estrogen to get his ideal body type and gender presentation. he knows it helps him, but he also does kinda look like an unhappy cat being forced to take its med when he takes it in the morning (he's just not a morning person, that's just his face tbh)
about 5'7", not at all muscular. he's got a fairly soft body, with a tummy covered in stretch marks and thighs to match. strong roman nose that looks like it's been broken in the past. his tits sit pretty and are a bit perky, but not necessarily big. sienna brown skin with peachy undertones, freckles scattered on him (mostly on his shoulders). think someone took a paint brush, dipped it in brown, and decided to use his shoulders as a canvas to try out splatter art. blonde chest hair and stomach hair that he makes sure is very well taken care of. nervous skin picker, his shoulders and back and chest are covered in acne scars from when he picked as a teen (and continues to pick as an adult).
not a morning guy, does not matter how many hours of sleep he gets and when he goes to bed. like, please do not schedule a morning meeting with him, he will not understand what's going on. this guy's breakfast is a hardboiled egg, some toast, a black coffee, some orange juice, a cigarette, his estrogen, and standing on his balcony while trying to come to terms with reality.
favorite snack consists of cherry tomatoes, crumbled feta cheese, and balsamic vinegar. literally, he's almost always got it on hand. will also eat raw sliced tomatoes until his mouth blisters from the acid.
favorite meal consists of tenderly cooked lamb, homemade flatbreads, rice, and a side of freshly sliced fruits. it's quick and easy to make, especially after a long day at work. if he's working from home, he's got a big pot of stew on the stove and some cabbage rolls cooking that he's babying at least once an hour.
no matter what he's making, however, there's always a layer of spice to his foods. type of guy to bring his homemade spice blend to the restaurant in case it's under flavored.
constantly trying out new restaurants, loves exploring the smaller joints. known to chat up locals for days just to find a list of places to check out, throwing them on a wheel to spin to let him know what he's going to be eating for the night.
when not on the job, his dress is still business casual. usually a pair of dark brown dress pants, brown dress shoes, and a pastel green short sleeve camp collared button up. if he's wanting to go out without being recognized, he'll cover up his tattoo with some concealer and slap on some dark sunglasses. useful when he wants to go try out a restaurant and not be pestered by IPC workers
days off look incredibly lazy for him, wearing only a white tank top and old boxer briefs. he might do some laundry, he might not. mostly he'll spend the day rotting in his bed, scrolling through social media or reading up on the news to shut his brain off for a bit.
preferred cologne consists of black pepper forward colognes, with hints of black tea and a sweet spice like amber. there's always a bit of spice. please dig your face into his neck to smell his cologne, he'll absolutely love it.
relationship headcanons
get ready for slow burn.... incredibly slow burn. he does not catch feelings quick and easy and, if he does, he will take a while to suss out the person he's caught feelings for. over analyzing, watching, making sure that he doesn't think that they're going to use him for his money. it's not unusual for him to spend at least year just analyzing his own feelings before jumping on them.
he's been independent his whole life, not relying on anyone, so the idea of a relationship to him is a bit of a foreign concept. he does hook ups and fwbs, but not actual serious relationships. the idea of having someone worry about him gives him anxiety, if he were to be honest, because he simply doesn't know how to handle that.
but once he starts getting silly with you and letting his guard down... oh boy, you're in it for the long run.
type of guy to pester you. if he sees you're in a bad mood or haven't eaten much throughout the day for one reason or another, he'll do some dumb shit like "here comes the astral express!" while he's shoving a spoonful of food at you. if you're lying on the couch, he'll lay his head down on your lap and poke your face. playful, gentle punching is a big thing of his, if he's trying to convince you to do something with him. "come onnnnnnnn," he'll whine while playfully hitting you, "come on, come on, come on!" of course, he knows boundaries and respects them.... but he also knows you damn well and knows you'll enjoy whatever he has in store for you.
big into physical affection. if you're sitting down for a long time, he's probably gonna join you and wrap his arm around your waist while resting his head on your shoulder. if you're reading something, he's reading with you too. if you're doing a craft, he's watching your hands and figuring out how the craft works. sometimes if he feels like he needs to show you some more affection than usual, he'll straddling your lap while you're sat down and just trace your face with his fingers, pointing out all the features he likes about you. likes to grab your face and pepper it with small kisses before settling on your lips to tease you.
if he's sat down and you're standing next to him, he's grabbing your hand and pressing kisses onto your knuckles, or holding your hand to his face. almost always the big spoon, but also likes when you lay down on top of him so he can wrap his hands around your waist.
i'm probably gonna get sent hate by the fandom for this suggestion. he doesn't spoil his partner materialistically. to him, gifts and money are to be thrown at potential work partners, people that he doesn't necessarily care about but needs to win over one way or another. and he struggles to not feel like that's what he's doing when he spends a lot of money on his partner. it takes a good 3 years of a strong relationship with his partner for him to even consider spoiling his partner materialistically because, despite him being very good at sussing out people that want to use him for his money, he is still hesitant when it comes to money.
so, instead of money, his top love language is cooking. he's insistent on cooking food for you, usually kicking you out of the kitchen until he's done bc he doesn't want you involved at all. he also likes making small handmade trinkets for you, usually something that he makes during his meetings. he's impressively crafty, able to weave and sew and knit, as well as do small amounts of wood whittling.
relationships are very downlow with him. don't expect him to be showing you off to the world for everyone to see. he's aware that he has many enemies as a stoneheart, and he isn't about to let you get hurt because of your association with him.
nsfw
vers with no true preference. will be a top, will be a bottom. does not matter to him. whatever his partner wants for the night or in their dynamic, he's more than happy to give it to them.
honestly? fairly vanilla guy. he just likes to have sex and doesn't like to make it too complicated. his kinks tend to be situational and depend entirely on the person that he's with, but for the most part he's vanilla.
oddly specific headcanon. he is very strict about condom usage, constantly carrying them around whenever he's going out for a night and thinks he might hook up with someone. he is not about to get someone pregnant or get a disease or anything. with long term partners, he's more lax about it, but he's still got a fairly big stash in his bedside nightstand.
sex with him, while vanilla, is shockingly intimate. when he's topping, he'd rather have you with your knees pushed to your chest on your back so he can press up against you, his face hovering above yours. if he's bottoming, he adores it when you fuck him from behind and wrap your arm around his neck to hold him up, arching his back. his eyelashes flutter very pretty when you moan right in his ear while fucking him. loves to ride you and have your hands on his hips, or feeling up his tits.
speaking of tits! god, his tits are so sensitive and puffy. wrap your lips around his tit, tease his nipple, play with them and he'll cum in his pants from that alone. very easy and quick way to get him teary eyed and overstimulated. will shamelessly pout if you stop teasing his nipples before he can cum.
moans real pretty and very loud. almost pornographic, to the point of them sounding fake. has most definitely woken the neighbors up before.
the only real kink he has, per se, is if he knows that someone is wanting to get with him just for his money, he gets off on the idea of fucking them but not giving them what they want. essentially, leading on people wanting him for his money is his kink. he'll fuck them, flirt with them, whatever they want from him. but he simply won't give them what they want.
call it a weird, contrived orgasm denial/edging kink with a bit of sadism.
one time he got told by one of the aforementioned people that "he was only good for his money" and discovered a mild degradation kink that night. he still thinks about him frequently, sometimes jacking off to the experience. of course, he isn't about to make his long term partners do that to him if they're not comfortable with it.
Vile, outrageous, despicable.
Agreed tho
This is just them on the battle of wits
I miss drawing Ranpoe
Okay so i have things to say-
Thank you hyv for this wonderful design and his hip-to-waist ratio
the hint of regret on her face at the last second literally makes me so fucking sick studio investigraves has harmed me once more. im gonna kill myself
welt chronic pain headcanons. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁
characters⟡ welt yang, himeko, pom pom, lieserl albert einstein, frederica nikola tesla, march 7th, (mentioned) dan heng, (mentioned) stelle
relationships⟡ n/a
~ because he has died 3 times and gotten horribly beaten up practically constantly in hi3, welt has chronic joint and nerve pain
~ that's why he made the star of eden into a cane when he replicated it, so it could have two functions
~ his pain is the worst in his knees and fingers (only made worse when he would overwork himself as an animator) but he has pain in all of his joints
~ his pain fluctuates so he doesn't need to use the cane every day (but he probably should most of the time)
~ on good days he just wears knee compression braces and a compression glove on his bad hand
~ most of the time he doesn't use his cane when he needs to, a habit leftover from when he was sovereign of anti-entropy and couldn't show weakness in front of others
~ pom pom and himeko (plus einstein and tesla when he was on earth) can always tell when he's pushing through the pain and refusing to use his cane
~ pom pom and tesla lecture him throughly on the benefits of using his cane when he needs it (and the consequences of not doing so)
~ einstein and himeko just hand him his cane and watch him for the rest of the day to make sure he's using it when he needs to (if he's not they snitch on him to pom pom/tesla)
~ although he wants to go on as many trailblaze adventures as he can, he only goes when his pain is mostly under control (that's why he didn't go to jarilo-vi the first time)
~ subduing and neutralizing stellarons make his pain flare up so he has to go back to the Express immediately after to lay down
~ theres one bathroom on the Express (but it is big, there's a whole car dedicated to it) and welt hogs the shower because the hot eases the pain in his joints while he's in it
~ welt has a weighted blanket that he always sleeps with on the Express, when they spend multiple nights off of the Express he goes without it because it's too heavy to bring with
~ without the blanket he wakes up multiple times during the night from pain (if he even sleeps at all)
~ with the blanket he wakes up a lot less and his joints feel less achy in the morning
~ when march was learning how to sew (to alter her outfits) one of the first advanced projects she made (with welt's input and help) was a weighted arahato stuffed animal that could be heated up so he could ease his joint pain
~ march has the prototype version of the stuffed robot and insists the two robots are friends
~ occasionally his pain is so bad he can't get out of bed and on those days the trailblaze trio sets up in his room and they watch movies and play games to keep him company
~ welt always insists he doesn't need help but everyone (the express and his earth family) ignore him and help him anyway
~ when his finger/knuckle pain prevents him from drawing march takes pictures of the things he wants to draw so he can sketch it later when he feels better
i have seen some tiktok videos of ppl pointing out how calcharo is the only character who doesn’t stare forward AKA at us when opening the character screen so i have decided to drop something that i wanted to fervently talk about.
calcharo is an albino.
he isn’t the only character who has a white/grey hair. we have aalto, sanhua, lingyang and even scar. but they all have dark eyelashes, black if you look at their models closely. but calcharo doesn’t. he’s the only white/grey haired character who had white eyelashes which could mean he is an albino. so why did i bring out him not looking forward thing you ask? ocular albinism. i’m not a medical expert but i have an old OC who has it and i’ve decided to look into it a bit for my OC and i read from somewhere that ocular albinism can cause shakiness in pupils or eyes, hence calcharo not looking forward or constantly looking around. writers/artists, take what you will but it’s just a headcannon/theory of mine.
HOW DO YOU DRAW WOMEN WTF 💀💀💀
I cannot get argenti(na) out of my head he's invading my brain like a parasite, what do you mean he owns the equivalent of a formula 1 car where did he get that, do all knights of beauty own one or Just him, how? Does someone give them an allowance and he wasted all in that fkn ship, how does he survive? is he hitting every small planet like a late night fast food/convinience store hunt at 3 am? HOW is he conveniently on time to save someone in extreme situations like yknow INSIDE AN AEON'S STOMACH and FUCKING LIMBO being completely normal about it then skiddadle away to god knows where, btw your god is 100% DEAD (I think?) and I have no idea what the FUCK you are seeing in your hallucinations near death fucking adrenaline junkie what the fuck is wrong with him, he's insane he's suicidal and god he loves everything and everyone, he sees everything with such vibrant Pink filter that should've melted his eyes by now AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LITERALLY APPEARED OUT OF FUCKIIIKNNGGG NOWHERE AND WENT HAHA HEY YOU BEAUTIFUL PEACOCK HOP IN and the back of the ship is a sticker that says only beautiful beings allowed which is, everyone, and aventurine was so fucking baffled at this like haha hey jade yea so um I was in limbo kinda and this category 6 florida man showed up out of nowhere in his ferrari while constantly flirting with me and suddenly I was in the hotel and now im talking to you BY THE WAY WITH WHAAHSHE IS UP WITH HIS VISIONS OF AN AEON HE SAYS IS SOOOOL BEAUTIFUL IT MIGHT BE IDRILA AND IM LIKE WELL, WITH HOW MUCH YOU LIKE ADRENALINE AND ALMOST DYING YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE SEEING NIHILITY BITHC GTE A GRIP
I am not normal about him
Tears fall in my heart Rain falls on the town; what is this numb hurt that enters my heart?
Ah,the soft sound of rain on roofs, on the ground! To a dulled heart they came, ah, the song of the rain!
Tears without reason in the disheartened heart. What? no trace of treason? This grief's without reason.
It's far the worst pain to never know why without love or disdain my heart has such pain!
- Paul Verlaine, Tears Fall In My Heart
"There is a hole in his heart. No matter what he does to fill it, the hole remains. The harder he tries, the more exhausted he becomes," said Jingliu.
To me, the funniest thing about the idea of Tesla and Einstein being in Star Rail is the sheer difference between how Welt is seen in his own universe and how he's seen in Star Rail.
In hi3, literally no one thinks of him as this reasonable old man who knows everything. He's not a member of a group that befriends governments. He's a fucking terrorist. He's a little shit. He's a bad influence on Bronya despite being a good dad to mini Joyce.
Also, almost no one respects him. Everyone is constantly calling him pathetic and stupid. Even his own Himeko thinks that he's a pathetic dumbass. Tesla especially thinks that he's a pathetic dumbass, and is the single most vocal person about it.
And coincidentally, the only person from hi3 who DOES think of him as a wise, reasonable person is Void Archives themself. The only person who came to hsr with him.
If Tesla and Einstein were to show up in hsr, they're going to hear someone like Jing Yuan being all like "Mr. Yang is very wise and calm. We are proud that he has chosen to help us in the past" and Einstein would be like "wow, I thought he would be on your wanted list." And Tesla would be like "oh my god has my stupid dork finally gained social skills?!" And everyone else would be "...what???"
The idea just hit me: Ratio’s students are called his ducklings
He’s fully aware of it and makes no move to stop it from spreading around campus.
Being considered one of Ratio’s ducklings is kinda a big deal because those are the students who are willing to put in the effort and work to keep up with Ratio’s teaching style.
They are both terrified of him and respect him so much that all the other students are in turn terrified of them. And while the ducklings don’t get any special treatment from Ratio, there’s something special and comforting about being part of the group of students who are willing to stick with Dr. Ratio’s coursework.
This is how I see it happening:
It started during Ratio’s first few years of teaching. Not his first year because I fully believe his first few classes were really controversial and had a lot of dropouts once his personality and harsh teaching style were made known.
It took a while but after a few years, there’s finally a class with no drop outs, even if it’s super small. However, this class are also the students who are dedicated and truly want to learn and refuse to quit even with Ratio’s standards.
(They still complain and cry of course, the student life is all about pain- no this is not me projecting as a uni student, I’m perfectly sane I promise-)
And of course, like any other student who needs to understand wtf is going on in class, his students do everything in their power to create study groups and attend his office hours, which are 100x scarier in the beginning since that’s prime one-on-one time with Dr. Ratio.
At least in lecture the man is a hundred seats away from you. Here, he’s speaking directly to your face as he explains just how wrong you are and giving advice on how to fix that.
At first, due to how unused to Ratio is from having a class of students who are truly trying to keep up with him (whether they’re succeeding is up to interpretation), he only spends time with them during lecture and office hours for the first few weeks.
And then it spirals.
Around campus, you begin to see the esteemed Dr. Ratio being followed by a gaggle of students tripping over each other, constantly asking question after question and him answering each one. Even as he’s being blunt, he never looks like he’s trying to outrun them, and even stops occasionally to write in one of the student’s notes.
The ducklings nickname started out as a joke when someone made the connection of his students following him like baby ducks after lectures, and spiraled a bit more when one of the students found one of his rubber ducks in his office.
And so after finals, that first class of students got together for a nice drinking party to celebrate their freedom. A few drinks in of reminiscing about the class and how they’ll actually kinda miss Dr. Ratio, someone made a joke of buying some rubber ducks for the good doctor. Continuing on the high, an entire gaggle of drunk uni students just pull up to a craft store at 3am and start hunting for ducks. Another brilliant student laughs at the idea of personalizing each duck, and the rest of the class find the idea so funny that they buy out an entire aisle of craft supplies and get to work.
The next day, hungover but still committed to the bit, the entire class show up to Ratio’s office and each hand him a personalized rubber duck along with a terrified thank you for the class.
Ratio would give his usual denying spiel of how “it is unnecessary” and “your education is all the reward a professor could want” but this is his first ever class with no dropouts and who all managed to pass their finals.
The man is a failure at not caring, he is crying on the inside.
So he keeps the ducks on a shelf in his office.
Somehow, the duckling nickname just cements itself after that day, and each class afterwards, despite all the pain and grumbling of the students, are always referred to as Ratio’s ducklings because only the truly insane (dedicated) stick it out and follow after him.
And after each final, his little ducklings always give him their own personalized rubber duck that he continues to add to his shelf that he always had within eyesight of his desk.
(the first class of ducklings are his personal favorite, though he’ll never claim to have any)
I’m incapable of not adding Aventurine whenever I talk about Ratio nowadays, I just have to accept that I love them both too much now.
But yea, I like to imagine Aventurine finding out about the ducklings nickname first and teasing Ratio about actually having a heart and caring, which Ratio just denies and tries to justify as him being an attentive professor. But then Aventurine finds the rubber duck shelf and it’s just too sentimental for him to even think about joking.
Adding to my headcanon of Aventurine being really curious about different subjects, I imagine that when he gets comfortable, he constantly asks Ratio questions about anything and everything. Ratio happily replies and teaches him.
I like to think that one day, Aventurine would make his own personalized rubber duck to gift to Ratio as a 'thank you' for always indulging him with his questions and that rubber duck just becomes Ratio’s favorite. He gives it a little podium in his house and office and he constantly carries it around with him. He has photos of the damn thing. His first class find out about the duck and needle him about having ‘no favorites’ which he denies. Aventurine finds it both embarrassing and really cute.
(I’m kinda pulling from my own experience with one of my old professors. She was terrifying but by god did I actually learn during her class. Every one of us would complain for hours about her exams, and boy were the averages terrible, but we were all also deeply committed to attending every office hour and defending her against the other students. It was like ‘She’s a harsh and insane professor, but she’s our harsh and insane professor.’ Everyone knew you were serious if you chose to take her class instead of other professors for the same course, she was that infamous. If I take 5 seconds to psychoanalyze myself without getting depressed, maybe that’s why I really like Ratio - outside of the burnt-out gifted child thing with emotional expression issues that also hit way too close to home. He just really reminds me of one of my own professors that I still really respect to this day)
characters that lose the most important person to them and are devastated by having to live in a world without them and get stuck in a futile time loop that turns them crueler and crueler and more and more fervently obsessed with the person they initially lost because they just want a world where that person is alive and are initially written off as heartless before the sickening realization that their devotion is so painfully human. you will always be dear to me.
Ten little Soldier boys went out to dine; One choked his little self and then there were nine. Nine little Soldier boys sat up very late; One overslept himself and then there were eight. Eight little Soldier boys traveling in Devon; One said he’d stay there and then there were seven. Seven little Soldier boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were six. Six little Soldier boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were five. Five little Soldier boys going in for law; One got into Chancery and then there were four. Four little Soldier boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were three. Three little Soldier boys walking in the zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were two. Two little Soldier boys playing with a gun; One shot the other and then there was One. One little Soldier boy left all alone; He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.
- Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None
